Although our journey through 2nd Timothy wrapped up a few weeks back, I was able to “re-visit” a Timothy passage, in a special sort of real life and spiritual way this week. Paul writes in 2 Timothy 1:5-6, “I have been reminded of your sincere faith, which first lived in your grandmother Lois and in your mother Eunice and, I am persuaded, now lives in you also. For this reason I remind you to fan into flame the gift of God”. He clearly points to part of Timothy’s heritage in faith from his mother and grandmother which was pass on to him.
I am so blessed in life for my Granny! Her name was Dorothy and she went by Dot to most, but for me and my brothers and cousins she was Granny! Her servant’s heart and incredible cooking always created the ultimate warm home to visit. She and Granddad were very much a part of my childhood as nearly every Christmas, Thanksgiving and/or family birthday were celebrated within the walls of their warm home. Aside of her graceful heart, was a true faith in the Lord that was past along to my mom and to my brothers and I as well. Granny faithfully took my mom and uncle to church and Sunday school week after week. Her kind love was lived daily and she always put others first. In 1996 when she and Granddad went to be with the Lord (within weeks apart), as hard as it was for the extended family to miss them here on earth, we celebrated that they were in the presence of God. So, as Paul writes regarding Timothy and his Granny named Lois, the same is true for me that my Granny’s faith that first lived in her, now lives in me and the heritage of her life and faith continues.
This morning I woke up in the same farmhouse in Cambridge, England that my Granny grew up in, and later my mother lived in during 1st grade. God gave me a wonderful blessing as my work conveniently brought me to this area, too close for me not to “call in” on my English family roots. Her brother Ernie and his wife Judy still live at the family farm and their kids and grandkids are nearby as well. What an honor and blessing to look into Ernie’s eyes as he shared with me about the farm’s past and present, while I couldn’t help but remember that my Granny’s eyes were shaped so strikingly similar. Last night Erne and his grown sons and I went to the local pub across the street from where legends have been created by him and other family on the Cricket field there.
So as I sit in the airport with my computer in hand, I am looking forward to getting home to Tanya, Livia and Silas to share to photos and stories. Someday, I can’t wait for their grandkids to “call in” on me and Tanya seeking their family heritage that lives on as well. In Jesus Name!
In His grip and grace,